It starts with a ball...

The Letter

Harry nimbly dodged a blow from Dudley's new Smeltings stick and scarpered down the hall to get the post. When he found a letter addressed to him, he quickly shoved it under his cupboard door before giving his uncle and aunt the remaining post. He noticed his aunt studied him and the pile of letters intently, but when no letter for him revealed itself, she sat back, seemingly satisfied.

After breakfast, when Dudley and Uncle Vernon had left, he hid himself in his cupboard and examined his letter.

Hadrian Lily Potter

(The letter proclaimed)

The Cupboard Under The Stairs
No 4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging

He stared at the name with further shock. When he had picked up the letter, it had only been the name 'Potter' that had made him guess that it was his. Now he discovered that his middle name was Lily, his mother's name, and that supposedly, his name was Hadrian. None of this made any sense! How would anyone know where he slept?

Cracking open the elaborate seal on the back, he pulled out two sheets of paper and read them. He then read them again , just to double check. The letter definitely stated what it did.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

As well as this, there was a long list of books, clothes and equipment. Harry (Harlem?) read it all in growing befuddlement. Sure, he had known he was.. Different, but this was downright ludicrous. What sort of a name was Hogwarts? For that matter, owl? Robes? Parchment? For heaven's sake, it sounded like they were still in the Middle Ages! And what on earth would he do with a toad? Cure warts?  Magic, he was up for. Using a quill and ink, he was not. 

He carefully hid the letter, went to the kitchen and looked out the window. Sure enough, a large, tawny, owl was sitting on the mailbox. It looked at... what was he going to call himself? He supposed Hadrian was kinda cool. The owl looked at Hadrian. Hadrian looked back, then grabbed a spare piece of paper and a pen. 

Dear Deputy Headmistress Mc Gonagall

I accept the acception.

Would you mind telling me where I go to get my supplies?

Yours sincerely?                                                                                                                                                                       Hadrian Potter                                                                                                                                                                         Random Kid who is apparently a Wizard

(P.S why do I need a quill and parchment? What's wrong with pens and paper?)

Once he had written this, he folded it up, dug around until he found an envelope, put his letter in the envelope, and walked outside.

"Er- hello, Owl. Um- can you take this to Deputy Headmistress Mc Gonagall at- er- Hogwarts? Please?"

The owl gave him a look of deep disgust, but took the letter in its claws and flew off. 

What on earth was he going to do now?

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Hope you enjoyed! So, you know I said you'd find out how Harry gained a secret gang? Well, I lied. Matter of fact, I have no idea how he gained  the gang either. Take this short filler chapter, and I promise the next one won't take as long....

L.L

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